Bad Professor Falls In Love With Me?!

"Students, please show your respect." When the course instructor entered the classroom, the class leader asked everyone to show respect to the teacher, before whispers started. The young, tall, fair-skinned, and handsome teacher quickly returned the bow before walking to sit on a chair behind a tall wooden podium. He set down his teaching materials and then turned on the projector. While waiting, he took a moment to greet the students. "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Aaron Jones, and I'll be teaching you the subject xxx in your final term." After the vocational students spent a year on internships—during the second semester of the first year and the first semester of the second year—they returned to study for the final five months, marking the end of their college experience in this district. Today, he had two morning classes and two afternoon classes. This was his last class of the day, and he was feeling quite exhausted. Even though it was just the first day of the term, his teaching schedule was packed. He couldn't help but wonder if the director was intentionally making things tough for him. After all, he's the director's nephew. Couldn't they cut him some slack? He'd have to discuss this after class. "Does anyone have any questions before I start the lesson?" "I do," a student raised her hand, and Aaron nodded, ready to listen. "Sir, you're really handsome. Do you have any social media we can follow, like f*******:, i********:, or t****k?" Everyone in the room burst out laughing at that, but Aaron just smiled. He was used to students teasing him whenever he opened the floor for questions. "We just want to keep in touch for work purposes," she said, tucking her hair behind her ear despite having short hair. She was embarrassed by his gaze, which was irresistibly charming, making her heart melt every time he looked her way. He seemed aloof and proud, but once he smiled, oh my! She felt like she could just swoon. Tall, fair, handsome, and rumored to be single. Plus, he's the director's nephew, handsome and from a wealthy family. She'd definitely attend every class without skipping a single one! Aaron nodded, knowing they were more interested in keeping tabs on him. He was active on social media but didn't update his life, so he wasn't concerned and shared his details. He grabbed a marker and wrote his f*******: name on the whiteboard. Amazingly, everyone whipped out their phones to add him at lightning speed. As everyone looked down at their phones, something out of the ordinary caught everyone's attention. Aaron was about to ask the student who wasn't taking notes yet, since it was their final term before graduation, and if anyone had any questions, she could reach out to him later. However, the face he saw made him freeze. The person sitting there was the beautiful girl he met last night at a Mor Lam event, a traditional Thai music event, which the village head had hired for the villagers to watch due to the wedding of Kim and Chelsea. He had even driven her home at her sister's request. He admitted that the atmosphere had swept him away. When they were alone in that house, and knowing her sister seemed to encourage him to be with her, he almost got closer to her, but it ended with just a kiss. She didn't let him go any further. He was left hanging, determined to pick up where they left off, because otherwise, he couldn't move on with anyone else; he would only think of her face. But seeing her in his class left him at a loss, as he had promised his uncle, who was the director, not to get involved with his students. Alicia met the young teacher's eyes for a brief moment, her heart racing. She never thought the man she had allowed to kiss her last night would be standing in the front of her classroom like that. The memory she tried to forget came flooding back, with his scent and touch still vivid. If she hadn't stopped things last night, it might have gone further. He was so charming and persuasive that she lost her sense of self. If she hadn't seen him, she thought she could easily forget. But now she would have to see him regularly until she graduated, once a week. How could she get him out of her mind? "All set?" The young teacher's polite voice snapped her out of her thoughts about last night, making her look up. Seeing him about to erase the board, she reluctantly added him on f*******:, telling herself it was just for the class. She pulled herself together, deciding not to think about last night anymore, considering they hadn't actually done anything. Moreover, since he was her teacher and she was his student, maintaining distance was necessary. The class started at 3 PM and ended at 5 PM, leaving Aaron so exhausted that he had to sip some water. However, his smooth white neck with a prominent Adam's apple caused whispers to arise again. Throughout the class, Aaron was teased, but he tried to tell the students that if anyone overheard, it wouldn't look good. He wasn't too serious about it as long as the students paid attention to the front of the class and cooperated well. This meant that the subject he taught was effective, keeping the students interested, not skipping class, and submitting their work on time. Being born handsome had its downsides; he couldn't escape it even if he tried. "Alicia." Aaron looked at the attendance sheet before calling out. "Yes, professor," the young woman responded, prompting the young professor to quickly ask, "Are you the class leader?" "Yes." No wonder when he walked in and someone told everyone to pay respects, the voice sounded so familiar. That's great. "Collect your classmates' work and bring it to my office." Alicia pursed her lips and remained silent. Why did she have to be the one to bring it? Didn't he know she wanted to stay as far away from him as possible? "Alicia, just agree with the professor," her friend nudged her when she didn't respond. "Yes." "Class dismissed." "Students, pay respects." "Thank you, professor." Around five in the afternoon, as students and teachers were heading home, the atmosphere was quite quiet. Alicia was behind the young professor to deliver the work to his office, keeping a reasonable distance, which Aaron could sense from the rhythm of her steps. The sound of her shoes hitting the floor was quite distant. She was probably trying to keep her distance because of last night's events. But luck wasn't on her side, as she ended up being the class leader who had to liaise with each professor the most. How convenient!